
The next morning in front of my brother's car, myself:

And my brother:



We pulled off I-10 to examine the snow close-up.



Heading north towards Flagstaff, we detoured off I-17 to see beautiful Sedona and the gorgeous hills and mountains there.



After three days of snow, the roads were finally passable. Our timing was excellent. Our father could not get through the day before.

Sedona in the snow is beautiful.




We made our way to Flagstaff, which had a couple feet of snow accumulate. Flagstaff seemed buried from where snowplows pushed snow out of the streets. The picture below is still a ways outside of Flagstaff. Our father was surprised we took that route, thinking it longer and probably not even open. Of course, we thought, "what the heck, since we're out here..."

2 comments:
those photos are BEAUTIFUL!!-lani
I hate to say it, but... the best is yet to come!
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